Soon, blood seeped out from Su Wan's lips.
She had probably kissed Jiang Xuecheng countless times.
However, Jiang Xuecheng had never been like this before. He was as fierce as a beast, trying to tear Su Wan apart with his sharp teeth.
It was more like biting than kissing.
She could not feel any tenderness in this kiss.
Su Wan felt a chill run down her spine. She felt like she was about to be torn apart bit by bit and swallowed into his stomach.
The young emperor let go of Su Wan. He looked down at her from above.
He was like a god in the clouds, looking down at all living things. His expression was elegant, but there was also an aura of coldness that was fearful.
"Don't look at me like that."
A deep and slightly hoarse male voice brushed past her ears, causing Su Wan's body to suddenly freeze.
He wasn't speaking Chinese…
